The Ocean Tide

My love is like the ocean tide
Sweeping in, knocking and toppling all in his way
To lap at the highest reach which is my heart.
But no sooner here than he turns again
And with an awful tug he says farewell, he has to go,
Only to return again.
And so the cycle goes.

Is there a cease to this?
Might he remain?
One day?
Some day?
Ever?
Or must he ever pull at me
To tear and to destroy this shore

About crispina kemp

Spinner of Asaric and Mythic tales
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23 Responses to The Ocean Tide

  1. Cease to be the moon that you are and his oceans will quiet down.

    🙂

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  2. Sadje says:

    Interesting way to look at the ocean.

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  3. Dale says:

    Some come in and go out; bringing excitement. Others opt more for a lake over an ocean as the tides are a lot less volatile.. less exciting, more sure…
    Which to choose?
    I love ED’s answer!

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  4. Ben Naga says:

    We may never be permanently shore.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Seems there’s been a lot of love poetry with you recently – just in the mood to get out some amorous words?

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Loved reading this poem. You are soo good at this!!

    Liked by 1 person

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